Sundowning (Revisited)

Christine Ray – The shape of the day.

Brave & Reckless

my days have become
hourglass shaped
i rise
early morning hours
sit in front of my screen
in quiet stillness
feel alone in the world
my thoughts warm
as I slowly wake
thick golden syrup after sleep
this is when I write

percolates through my veins
brings world into focus
things become narrow
more goal focused
my wheels turn
a well-oiled machine
i commute
inhabit my day job
a different, sharper me
answer phones
tend to other’s needs

the unwinding
starts on the way home
i ooze out of the corset stays
that have contained me all day
simply longing to shrug off
workdays concerns
i have not been able to control the flow
I am without boundaries
drifting further
and further
deeper and deeper
into my dark recesses
I do not mean to go
to all the places
where the pain lives
where I only…

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